Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2874: Chapter 150: Divine Sense Taoist Inheritance

From then on, the grand battle between the Vermilion Bird Mountain tribal alliance and the Wujiu Tribe army officially commenced.

Dan Lie, the Great Chief of the Danque Tribe, acted as the Alliance Hierarch, overseeing the warfare and dispatching barbarian soldiers from various tribes across the vast Barbaric Land, engaging in countless skirmishes large and small against the Wujiu Tribe.

The endless slaughter resembled a bloody lotus, continuously blooming and fading across the land.

This was not what Mo Hua wished to see.

War leads to casualties, with the spreading Blood Qi rising to the heavens, intensifying the presence of Death Qi throughout the Great Wilderness.

Mo Hua could see a massive ”Death Omen” taking shape, growing more worried at heart, yet he had no good solution.

He could guide matters concerning Dan Zhu as a ”Gentleman.”

He could take charge of matters regarding the Shugubu Tribe as a ”Shaman.”

Yet the present warfare involved the entire Third Grade Mountain Realm, entangled with multiple major barbarian tribes, and even two genuine Late Golden Core Stage royal court shamans intervened.

Such things were beyond the power he currently possessed to lead or even influence.

He could only act as a ”tool,” aiding the war effort.

The overall strategic picture was in the hands of the Alliance Hierarch and the Great Chiefs.

Matters at the shaman level were handled by the real shamans, Yan Zhu, and Qing Zhu.

Mo Hua, as a ”fake” shaman, was unqualified to intervene.

Of course, the main reason was that Yan Zhu and Qing Zhu wouldn’t include him.

But Mo Hua wasn’t idle; what he could do was return to his old forte—Formation.

Even in the long-standing, talent-rich Qian Learning State Boundary, his formation skills overwhelmed three generations, subdued the Four Sects, topped the Eight Gates and Twelve Streams, leaving the Qian Learning Hundred Gates in the dust.

Here in the remote and backward Barbaric Wilderness, there’s no need to say more.

He could outperform others even with his eyes closed.

However, he needed to disguise the origins by changing certain formats of formations, integrating variations of Barbaric Holy Patterns to conceal his formation roots, ensuring nobody could discern his Taoist inheritance from the Nine State.

Such matters may seem complicated, but they weren’t challenging for Mo Hua.

When it came to sneaky tricks in formations—at least within Third Grade—Mo Hua was certainly at a ”Grandmaster” level.

Back in the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, even someone as cunning as Mr. Tu hadn’t detected his handiwork, let alone these barbarian cultivators with rough formation skills.

Yan Zhu and Qing Zhu indeed had some ”Holy Pattern” expertise, but their foundation was far inferior to Mo Hua.

Thus, Mo Hua naturally became the ”Chief Formation Master” in this resistance against the Wujiu Tribe, overseeing the construction of various formations.

On the surface, no one acknowledged this title, but given Mo Hua’s ”divinely bestowed” formation expertise, no one dared to question him.

No matter how difficult or unsolvable a formation problem seemed, Mo Hua only needed to say, ”I’ll ask the Divine Lord,” then ”pray” in his chamber for a moment, and a solution would emerge.

Afterwards, any issues with formations could be smoothly resolved.

Others simply couldn’t comprehend.

Even Yan Zhu and Qing Zhu, seeing Mo Hua effortlessly draw those complex Holy Patterns as if it were second nature, remained silent outwardly but were inwardly deeply shocked.

The strength in Tao Cultivation was the foundation of everything.

When one’s strength became overwhelmingly formidable, no one dared challenge your position.

While people said nothing, they understood this clearly in their hearts.

And, in a sense, Mo Hua drawing formations was also aiding the tribes, the Great Chiefs, and these two royal court shamans.

It was not just bitter work but also an immense contribution.

Hence, no one obstructed Mo Hua.

Merely a month later, Mo Hua stealthily and substantively seized the design and construction rights of the formations for the local alliance in the Vermilion Bird Mountain tribal warfare.

This power was crucial, not that no one attempted to seize it from him, but Mo Hua’s formations were understood by very few, and these individuals recognized their limits.

Moreover, in the chaotic war, these tribes had many more pressing matters to concern themselves with.

As long as the formations met their expectations, they wouldn’t inquire too much.

Thus, as the battles progressed, Mo Hua’s formation construction gradually perfected.

Mo Hua diligently fulfilled his duty as the formation ”tool,” laying the foundation for the tribal alliance’s victory bit by bit, advancing the course of events.

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On this day, after Mo Hua completed a formation, he glanced below at the group of witch cultivators drawing formations like ”ants,” silently calculating.

The formation inheritance in the Great Wilderness was not profound.

Especially within the smallest tribes, having someone who could draw a few Holy Patterns was already considered remarkable.

Not even comparable to the loose cultivators of Tongxian City.

But the large tribes such as the Danque Tribe, Flame Wing Tribe, and Bi Fang Tribe were different.

These tribes did indeed nurture a group of witch cultivators with notable formation expertise.

These people could comprehend the formation design Mo Hua provided them and construct formations according to his intentions.

Objectively speaking, they were already considered ”experts.”

Initially, some witch cultivators expressed discontent with Mo Hua, but after he personally demonstrated a few formations before them, they fell silent.

One drawing silenced them completely.

Words can deceive, but formations cannot.

In the eyes of fellow witch cultivators seeking formation profundities, the formations themselves are the most persuasive.